The CEO I Insulted Is Now My Boss
"I didn't think the 'rich crowd' knew how to let loose, but the music is great and the drinks are even better."
"Yeah," Emma trailed off, her voice barely a whisper. She didn't blink. Her eyes were still locked on Jerry.
Luan followed her line of sight, her eyebrows arching upward. "Who are you staring at?"
Emma tipped her head slightly toward the deck. "Him."
Luan’s eyes widened, and a grin spread across her face. "Wow. Oh, *Jerry*."
Kristie quickly spun around, squinting against the sun. "Where? Where is he?"